Schoolbus Graveyard Ships+More

Im not ready

Content warning: death, blood, gore.

Disclaimer: this is its own fanfic basically- meaning- in my other fanfics Aiden will be alive and this time frame will play out as it did in the WEBTOON.

Aidens POV:
     I feel a shooting pain course through my body, starting at my ankle. Shit.
    
     I fall to the ground. I turn my head around to see if Ashlyn's noticed, she has.

     "Your ankle..." she stops walking. "You sprung it after you jumped, didn't you, 'mr. durable'?" She asks.
     I turn my gaze away from her. She sighs, "you ran all the way here with it like that?.. You should've just-" she stops talking for a second. Then I hear, "AIDEN- MOVE!" and I turn around.
     I see her being pulled onto the roof by a phantom. Her eyes wide. Terrified.

     Forgetting my sprained ankle, I try to get up, I slip and slam the side of my face into her wooden porch.
     I hear another thump which I assume has something to do with her. When I look back to where she was, I see she's now gone.
     "ASHLYN!" I scream, my voice cracking a bit.

     I try to get on the roof but end up getting a bit stuck. My legs are flailing off the roof and my hands are gripping one of the roof tiles. Tyler walks out of the house.

     "What are you doing?" He asks.

     "Help me get up here! NOW!" I shout. He tries to say something before I interrupt "HURRY!" He gets under me, pushing my feet up with his hands.

     "Can you tell me what's going on?" He asks, almost sarcastically.
 
      "A phantom stole Ashlyn! And I'm gonna get her back."

     "From the roof?" He hisses, confused. I ignore him, ofcourse.

Ashlyns POV:
     There's a phantom on top of me, it's hand around my neck, tight. I can't breathe, nor can I fight. I slide the knife out of my shoe and cut its ankle with it. I hope and pray Logan can shoot it but that doesn't happen. Instead it lifts its hand and then falls over. I see that dumb blonde phyco has shanked it.
     "Holy shit!" I scream, gasping for air. He turns around to look at me.
     "Are you oka-" the phantom swings itself around and shoves it's claws into the back of his neck, then Logan shoots it. Aiden drops to the floor. My walkie falls out of my pocket. I grab Aiden and prop him up so he won't fall. Aiden groans in pain as his eyes fill with tears. I grab where the cut is and apply pressure to it. "I- I'm really sorry." He coughs.
     "What?" I stare at him, baffled that he's still worried about ME.
     "You... you're hurt."
     "Not nearly as bad as you?!?" I argue, tears pouring out of my eyes like a waterfall. He fakes a smile, and I can tell,
     "Don't worry." He says trying to calm me, bleeding everywhere. Violently shaking I grab his walkie,
     "This- this is Ashlyn- send someone on the roof NOW!" I wait for a few seconds. "PLEASE." Suddenly I get a response,
     "Hey, what's going on?" Taylor asks.
     "PLEASE GET SOMEONE UP HERE." It's probably obvious I'm crying and I don't care. Aiden looks around.
     "Oh..." he says, realizing how much blood there is.
     "You'll be fine! I promise!"
     "Ashlyn... dont- don't make promises you can't keep." He says, slowly. His breathing starts to become more heavy. I bring his head onto my lap.
     "Ashlyn, I'm not ready."
     "Hmm? What for?"
     "To... to die." He says. His words puncture my heart as his eyes slowly start closing.
     "STOP! PLEASE!" I shake him frantically.
     "I love you, Ashlyn." He admits. "You're perfect, you're smart, kind, beautiful..." he trails off.
     "I love you too. So please, stay." I wrap my arms around him. "...with me."
     "Ashlyn." He sighs. "If I don't make it out of here... please remember me?" He talks more softly, less panicked.
     "How could I not?" I ask. Then his eyes fall shut.
     I shake him a bit more, then I check his pulse. Nothing. "I need you, Clark." I say, holding him, crying into his chest. After a while of being up there I curl myself into a ball.

     Only then do I realize I dropped his walkie.

     "ASH!" I hear, it's Taylor. She came out the window. She climbs up the roof carefully.
"What- what's Aiden doin-" she gasps. Tears fill her eyes. "Is he-"
     "Gone." I say. She helps me down and we sit in my parents bedroom. Ben google translates, "where's Aiden?" And plays it out loud. He looks at me. I hug him.
     "I'm sorry. I tried." I tell him. When I pull away his eyes are full of tears. He types furiously.
     "What am I going to tell my little sister? His mom? His dad?" Then I collapse.
    
    
    

Inspo creds to: kxdeycat